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Chapter 3 by Warped-Wrist Warped-Wrist

What does Dawn do?

Play it cool, maybe try a shoulder rub

I need to play it cool. If I come on too strong he might freak out and bolt, kinda like trapping animals... If I do too much too quickly he might not play my game - and I only have a week to play it!

I decide to gently place my hands over his squared sweater; he always was too formal... maybe that's why it might be fun to rattle his cage the most! I run my fingers along his knit sweater and feel the lines of fabric while I press my bosom into his back. He tenses up almost immediately. "Dawn?" he asks with a hint of accusation, excitement, and shock.

"Just trying to read over your shoulder Mr. Smith, jeez, don't be so tense!" I proffer before continuing "you know what you need?"

He casts a curious glance up from his desk and form. "W-what?"

I smile sunnily and grip his shoulders a little more firmly. "You need a shoulder rub! All this tension and stress must make you so tight~." I punctuate my last word with a hint of lust. Good. Bait is set. Let's see if he bites!

Mr. Smith shuffles his shoulders under your grasp and breathes out a small gasp. His bulge looks as healthy and as strong as ever. "A-all right. But only because you offered it! Good thing you're leaving my class, d-don't want you thinking this might raise your grade" he jokes lamely hoping to smooth the tension in the air.

Perfect. He bit down on it. Hook, line, and sinker. Time to reel this dick in!

I press, push and grope at his surprisingly broad shoulders - sometimes I even work in a little moan exaggerating my efforts. "Unh! These knots are so... tight and thick! You need to relax Mr. Smith~" I espouse as my lips drag closer and closer to his ear. I push my sizable bust into his back and flick my tongue at his earlobe, sucking it into my kissable lips; teasing and sucking it gently.

"D-Dawn! Wh-what are you-" he stammers.

I answer "Relax Mr. Smith... I'm trying to help you relax~" and hook my hands over his shoulders and run them down his chest, my heavy tits now sandwhiching Mr. Smith's head on either side as I rest my chin atop his head. My hands continue to wander down his chest until they rest on his tented cock.

Wow... he's huge! Score! I gently massage the thick prick through his trousers as he shudders between my curvy titflesh. He won't resist me now - let's have fun with this dick!

Ha, he fell for it like a sucker! What now?

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